I miss Kaiser Sose. I know it might seem strange to still be mourning for a hamster, but he was not an ordinary hamster. Plus, he was the best roommate I've ever had. It's depressing to come home at the end of the day to an empty apartment, and know that you could choke on a pretzel and die there, and no one would notice until your rotting corpse started to bother the patrons of the bookstore downstairs. Kaiser Sose needed me, he needed me to feed him and give him water and keep his cage clean. And maybe I'm delusional, but I think he needed my attention and love, too. I miss that.
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